The house was just like Yan Hua had decorated it herself. She was satisfied with every part of it, even the tiles in the bathroom. There was even a bigger cloakroom than before. The only difference was that Gungun had his own room.
"Mom?" Gungun was excited when he saw the robot-shaped crib.
Yan Hua tapped his nose: "It's rolling. This room will be rolling from now on."
"Yeah!" Gungun happily ran around the room, touching and looking around.
Lang Ruoxian leaned against the door frame and looked at the mother and son: "The boy should learn to be independent earlier. He can sleep in a room by himself."
"He is less than three years old..." Yan Hua frowned.
"Children abroad start sleeping on their own when they are one year old," said Lang Ruoxian. "After summer, they will go to kindergarten. In the future, they will have more time to interact with children and the world. You have to get used to it."
Yan Hua looked at Xiao Douding's son and felt that it was no different from when he was just born...
"You need to distract some attention from Gungun." Lang Ruoxian continued, "He will always grow up, and one day he will leave your world."
Yanhua looked sideways: "Do you think you dote on him?"
"That's not what you mean." Lang Ruoxian walked over, "After leaving the Lang family, you can freely live the life you want. No matter what you want to do, I support it."
"You don't have to say that." Yanhua looked at him sideways, "I won't let you move in."
Lang Ruoxian saw her vigilant look and smiled: "Yes, I understand."
At this time, the doorbell rang, and Yan Hua looked at Lang Ruoxian.
"Your neighbor is here." Lang Ruoxian turned around and went downstairs to open the door.
Yan Hua pulled Gun Gun behind and followed her. As soon as she came downstairs, she saw Fei Ying and Chen Hong dragging their family in.
"Congratulations! Congratulations!" Li Yi also set off a firecracker, and ribbons flew everywhere. Gungun and Xiao Jiuer were busy picking them up.
"Have you known this for a long time?" Yan Hua glared deliberately.
Sister Chen patted her shoulder: "Of course, Li Yi gave the house to him. I owe you a big favor this time for Mr. Lang!"
"And he..." Li Yi wanted to say something, but Lang Ruoxian gave him a warning look.
Fei Ying quickly said: "Oh, okay, okay, this can be considered a housewarming, let's go out for a meal to celebrate!"
"Then I'll treat you!" Yan Hua picked up her coat, "Don't fight."
A group of people went to eat together, and when they came back in the evening, Lang Ruoxian saw Yan Hua at the door.
"Go back..." Yanhua reached out to pick up Gungun who was sleeping.
Lang Ruoxian raised his chin: "Don't bother, I'll take him to the room."
“…”
Always worried that this man would stay overnight, Yan Hua stared at Lang Ruoxian's back and watched him put Gungun on his little bed.
"Okay, I'm leaving." Then he walked out of the room and went downstairs.
Yan Hua didn't even react. When she chased her out, the men walked to the door and changed their shoes.
"Be careful on the road..." She felt that it was a bit hard to explain someone away so easily.
Lang Ruoxian opened the door and walked out without looking back. Just as Yan Hua was about to close the door, she saw the man turn left and enter the villa next to her.
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"Good night, can I go over and have breakfast tomorrow morning?" Lang Ruoxian stood at the door of his new home and smiled at Yan Hua, "I live alone and there is no one to cook, so I will have to go to your place to have breakfast from now on."
After saying that, he opened the door and went in, leaving Yan Hua standing at the door blankly, feeling like a fool.
"Mom! Why didn't you answer Aunt Huahua's call?" Mingxi saw Chen Hong's cell phone ringing, but she pretended not to hear it.
Chen Hong quickly threw her phone aside: "Son, your Aunt Huahua is definitely going to settle the score with your mother. We can just pretend not to be there."
"Oh!" Mingxi thought for a while and asked, "Did mom do something bad?"
"Of course not." Chen Hong rolled her eyes, "It's that king Li Yi... It's your uncle Li Yi. He secretly sold the house to Uncle Lang Ruoxian."
Mingxi couldn't quite understand why Yan Hua was selling the house secretly, but there were always some difficult things to understand in the adult world, so he stopped asking and answered the phone.
"Aunt Huahua!"
"Mom is sleeping, um, okay, good night, aunt!"
Chen Hong gave her son a thumbs up.
She hopes that Mingxi will be a good child, with a correct outlook on life and values, but not too honest. You must know how to be flexible and be able to examine the appropriateness. After all, in the future, such a large family fortune will be given to your son.
The puppy was probably eyeing Yan Hua. The next day, a photo of a group of them going to dinner was posted, and a bunch of melon-eating people below actually started to place bets.
"They were betting on whether you would become the young mistress of the Lang family, but the older one!" Fei Ying sent Xiao Jiu'er to kindergarten and went to Yan Hua's house to chat.
Yan Hua said without raising her head: "Everyone has nothing to do. Pay attention to other people's lives every day."
"What are you doing?" Fei Ying came over and found her looking at the store.
"Didn't Sister Chen say we open a salon before? Let me see if there is a suitable place."
Fei Ying exclaimed: "I have completely forgotten about this. How about it? Is there anything?"
"No." Yan Hua put down her phone, "It's either that the location isn't suitable or the size isn't suitable."
Fei Ying also took out her mobile phone to look for it: "We are not short of money, so we don't want to rent a building in a building. We want a storefront facing the street. This is more convenient."
After looking at it for a while, she realized something was wrong: "Where's Gungun?"
"At Li Yi's place."
"Oops!" Fei Ying said happily, "Brother Li, can you even handle Gungun?"
Yan Hua smiled: "Sister Chen's family only has aunties, so Li Yi took the pudding to her and went straight for the pudding."
"Speaking of pets, my brother promised to give Xiao Jiuer one for her birthday this year." Fei Ying said excitedly, "I want to get a cat. What kind of cat is good-looking?"
"Should Xiao Jiuer raise it, or should you raise it?" Yanhua reminded her, "It's useless for you to choose, the child has to come."
Fei Ying curled her lips: "Xiao Jiu'er definitely wants a dog, the same golden retriever as Ming Xi's family."
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe she will like something else after going to a pet store!" Yan Hua gave her some comfort, "We'll see then."
Fei Ying didn't hesitate about what to think of and said, "That's right, my brother-in-law is coming back!"
"oh."
"What kind of attitude do you have!" Fei Ying poked her, "You really don't feel anything at all?"
Yan Hua thought for a while and said honestly: "No, if I really want to say it, I can only talk about what happened between me and Fei Shan."
"What's the difference?" Fei Ying joked, "We're not short of money!"
"I don't know." Yan Hua looked at her seriously, "I am a beauty addict. Although I can't tell it, I only like good-looking things. I don't know if I was like this before or if I am like this now, at least now. It doesn’t seem like a good advantage to me.”
"You mean my brother-in-law is not as good-looking as Lang Ruoxian?" Fei Ying was unconvinced, "Actually, it's not that much different!"
Yanhua thought for a while: "I think Lang Ruoxian is better looking."
"Okay..." Fei Ying looked at her sideways, "You are in the eye of the beholder. Could it be that one day a man who is more handsome than Lang Ruoxian appears and you will like him?"
Yan Hua doesn't know, but she thinks temperament is also important. Maybe Lang Ruoxian's insane temperament attracts her? Since moving here, that guy has been coming here every day to have dinner, and even comes back before dinner every night.
I want him not to come... But every time she sees Gungun playing with Lang Ruoxian so happily, Yanhua can't say anything. Maybe in Gungun's heart, there is no difference between Lang Ruoxian and his father.
"Hey, look at this news!" Fei Ying suddenly handed over the phone with a strange expression, "It's that woman from abroad."
Yan Hua took it and took a look. It was sent by a well-known art organization. It said that the most talented Chinese beauty painter would return to China next week to hold an art exhibition. The first stop would be G City. "
"How funny!" Fei Ying mocked, "Since when did City G become so culturally rich? Shouldn't we choose a place like the capital or City S..."
Yan Hua handed her the phone: "Asking despite knowing."
"It is indeed because of you that I returned to China." Qiang Di's voice was soft, as if he was coquettishly speaking, "Otherwise, why would I go to G City first?"
Lang Ruoxian held his mobile phone and browsed the website on the tablet with the other hand: "Didn't you say you never want to return to China? It's only been more than a year."
"Do you want me to live in your memories forever?" Qiang Di smiled, and he could feel her deep sadness through the phone, "I want to go see him, I miss him."
Lang Ruoxian's hand holding the mouse tightened, and his body suddenly jumped upright. After a few seconds, he returned to normal and slowly said: "Okay, I will pick you up on your flight that day."
"Aren't you afraid that Yan Hua will be angry?" Qiang Di snorted twice, "Last time you said she misunderstood us, but now we've reconciled?"
"No." Lang Ruoxian looked at his watch, "I'm getting off work. It's already very late over there, so take a rest."
Qiang Di hummed obediently and said, "Then we'll see you next week!"
"Master." The scholar opened the door and came in. He was stunned when he saw him holding the car key. "Do you want to get off work?"
After asking myself, I felt it was redundant. In the past few days, Lang Ruoxian had not left on time every day, in order to rush back to Yanhua's place for dinner.
"Go and arrange a hotel. Qiang Di is going back to China." Lang Ruoxian put on his coat, "ask her assistant for an itinerary and arrange every stop."
The scholar wrote it down and asked again: "Have you asked her whether she is coming back temporarily or..."
"She probably won't want to stay." A look of pain flashed through Lang Ruoxian's eyes so quickly that no one had time to notice.
Who would want to stay in a place filled with painful memories...
"Master..." Seeing that he was about to walk out of the office, the scholar reminded, "You forgot, you are going to attend the auction tonight. The government is involved, and you personally agreed before."
Lang Ruoxian frowned and asked him: "Today is Friday?"
"Friday."
The aunt made dinner and went back. Lang Ruoxian found the aunt, but she doesn't live here. Yan Hua washed Gungun's hands and looked at her watch.
"Call uncle!" Gungun shouted.
Yan Hua handed him the phone: "Gungunda."
Lang Ruoxian was sitting at the dinner table. The auction hadn't started yet. There was a woman sitting next to him who seemed to be some kind of celebrity, arranged by the organizer.